Mr. He, your sweet wife has signed for it

Chapter 53 Fake Marriage

There is no zipper at the back of the wedding dress, only ribbons intertwined and folded into beautiful bows.

He Zhiyao untwisted very slowly, one by one, his fingertips fell on her back from time to time, as if deliberately grinding her, Qin Shuang felt like her heart would jump out of the grinding.

For some reason, the scene where He Zhiyao threatened her to call "husband" popped up in her mind.

At this moment, the scene became clear again.

She felt that He Zhiyao probably felt that the last time the role-playing game was not implemented thoroughly enough, so today's mobilization is to satisfy his inner cravings.

Su Jiucheng said this afternoon that he would find an acting teacher for her.

Qin Shuang felt that there was really no teacher who could perform more penetratingly than He Zhiyao.

Look, it's just for the fun of playing, this acting is simply amazing.

I don't know how much time passed, Qin Shuang's body was stiff, and He Zhiyao let He Zhiyao untie the ribbon bit by bit, until the cloth binding her body was loosened, she subconsciously trembled slightly, and hugged her arms tightly.

He Zhiyao held a wide-brimmed white ribbon in his hand, wrapping her eyes from the front.

"Do you like it?" He Zhiyao's voice fell on her ears, his warm breath seemed to be burning, and Qin Shuang felt that his skin was lightly swept by a feather, a little hot and itchy.

She couldn't help biting her lip lightly.

"You don't talk, do you feel unhappy?" He Zhiyao passed her fingers through her waist, pulled her from behind into his arms, grabbed her hand, and landed on the button of his shirt in turn.

"I taught you to unbutton the last time, do you remember?"

Qin Shuang didn't dare to move, the feeling that her body couldn't restrain it was engulfing her densely. She felt like she was in the deep sea. He Zhiyao was the only piece of driftwood. She wanted to reach out and grab it but couldn't. Don't dare to do it.

"Why is it so quiet today?" He Zhiyao gave a low laugh, let go of her hand, temporarily letting go of the question of knowing the buttons, but his hand fell on the waist of the wedding dress, and the ribbons used to fix it behind the wedding dress were all gone. It has been untied, and the wedding dress at this time is spread loosely on the bed, with red sheets, white gauze, and sparkling diamonds.

With Qin Shuang's blindfolded eyes, she could only see vague stars through the not-so-transparent cloth.

"He Zhiyao!"

Feeling that He Zhiyao's hand had landed on her waist, Qin Shuang finally couldn't help but make a sound.

She gritted her teeth and said, "I, I will do it myself."

"Come by yourself?" He Zhiyao stopped the movement of his hands, and hooked her waist with his fingers unintentionally, "Take it off by yourself?"

He leaned slightly, brushed the corner of her lips with the corner of his lips, and asked with a low smile: "My wife is so sensible today?"

Qin Shuang's originally nervous and pale face turned completely red.

Even the roots of the ears were burned hot.

Even if it was all fake, He Zhiyao's "my wife" still made Qin Shuang's mind rumble, and he became dull and unable to think.

She even has an extremely incredible idea.

She actually thought, if she and He Zhiyao didn't know each other like this, it would be nice if they were together like this.

However, this thought only flashed for a moment, and was immediately suppressed by Qin Shuang.

She and He Zhiyao have never been in the same world.

Between them, there is nothing but a transaction.

There are too many things she can't hold on to, and there is only one thing that she can make up her own mind for the time being.

That's what she wants.

At least she has to keep it.

She couldn't forget her real relationship with He Zhiyao because of this illusory appearance, and have untimely delusions.

Qin Shuang gritted her teeth slightly while biting her lip. The pain woke her up suddenly, and she finally put those chaotic thoughts completely behind her.

At this time, He Zhiyao suddenly held her face in his hands, lowered his head and forcibly pushed her lips away.

"Hmm~"

Qin Shuang reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly.

"Don't hold on so tightly, let's change the place first, and I will continue to teach you how to unbutton it." He Zhiyao hooked her waist, freed her from the wedding dress, and hugged her horizontally in his arms.

Qin Shuang flew into the air and hooked her neck.

He Zhiyao carried her into the bathroom, put her into the bathtub that had been filled with water at some point, and sat in it himself.

"Okay, it's time to start. I'll teach you how to solve it. It doesn't matter if you can't learn it. When will you learn it tonight? When will we go to bed? Do you think it's okay?" He Zhiyao hooked her finger and landed on his shirt on the buttons.

Qin Shuang's fingers trembled slightly, and he scolded all eighteen generations of He Zhiyao's ancestors in his mind.

She figured it out, this bastard just wanted to play tricks with her tonight!

Ah.

Qin Shuang's face was tense, fingers groped on his shirt, quickly unbuttoned one button, and then another.

In less than a minute, he completely unbuttoned his shirt.

"You're very smart, you learn very quickly." He Zhiyao hugged her waist, put her on his lap, kissed her earlobe lightly,

"Since you're so smart, let's learn something else, okay?"

Okay, you, grandpa.

Qin Shuang gritted her teeth, the end of her eyes covered by the ribbon couldn't help turning red,
"You, are you enough?"

"That's what you said," He Zhiyao sneered, and blew hot air into her ear like a devil, "I haven't started yet, so you have asked enough. Qin Shuang, you started on the first day of our marriage." Do you doubt me?"

"Don't worry, I won't make you unhappy."

"I'll prove it to you now, okay?"

……

When Qin Shuang opened his eyes again, it was already noon the next day.

She couldn't remember when she fell asleep last night, but at this moment, she felt as if she was run over by a car, and she was rolled over and over again, and there was no pain in one place.

She blinked her eyes, unable to recover for a long time.

After several minutes, she pulled the pillow, sat up with her body propped up, and opened her mouth, feeling that her voice was hoarse.

The eye is still dazzling red.

She stayed there for a while before turning her head to look towards the bedroom.

Lying on the sofa was yesterday's extravagant wedding dress, which was thrown there in a mess. The long white ribbon was pulled on the floor and fell in a mess.

Qin Shuang was stunned.

It wasn't a dream.

She and He Zhiyao were married for real or fake.

Even if the marriage is fake, the pain is real.

No adulteration at all.

She sat on the bed for a while before getting out of bed and going to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing up, she went to the water dispenser to get a cup of warm water, returned to the bed, and opened the bedside table.

He took out a bottle of medicine from it and poured two pills into his palm.

He closed his eyes and swallowed without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)